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a lion and his fae

two nerds, sittin in a hot spring, 0 ft apart bc they are gay
continuation of this with just random. leona/lilia shenanigans

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[ lilia is mesmerizing. a beauty to behold. words may not do enough to describe how leona's feeling, what he's feeling, where his heart and brain are... but his partner might be able to figure that out himself without much trouble. it's not hard to see where his next thoughts are going to be: his cock is practically begging for release, that tension in his stomach and chest and all throughout his body needing that one point of pressure to finally be let loose. he's breathing harshly through his nose, his nostrils flared, cheeks bright and eyes straining to stay open.

but now he has to let go of lilia, at least in the conventional sense. that he lets his back hit his bed again with a soft 'oomph' behind it, a breath leaving him through a mouth parted because another sound has to leave it. a groan, a grunt. heavy panting now. he's bucking his hips, buckling under the pressure. he's trying to thrust into lilia's mouth but he's finding it hard to do anything without the fae's help. he has to get there, he's got to get there. his heart is beating so hard against his chest, that's probably what's making the bed shake.

and then it comes, hits him across the face, knocks him silly. no way the dorm can ignore this roar. the orgasm crashes into him in the same way that it'll slam lilia: a wave of pleasure that accompanies that explosive climax, flooding the other's mouth with a burst. a flood. as if this was there first time, his first time, having the pleasure of lilia's mouth. he grips his bedsheets, knuckles turning white as he squeezes, trying his best to thrust upward and against gravity.

he would be apologetic, but how could leona think about saying sorry when lilia could be blamed for this outcome as well? where his efforts mirror leona's output?

anyway. enjoy your reward, lilia... ]

[ His cock begs, and Lilia would give him exactly what he needs. That strong body felt so pliant against his touch, against his hands, the tips of his fingers. There's not even a second of hesitation anywhere, no break that would come for Leona to allow his body to have a less harsh come down from this high. No, he's going to push him hard and fast into this orgasm, to make this feel as special as the first. Besides-- the effort put in isn't going to be left unrewarded.

Listening to Leona was enough to drive him crazy, to want to push him even further, to thoroughly ruin each other, to show their adoration in such a messy, physical way. Those little groans, the panting, the harsh beating of his heart. The signs were there, and yet... Lilia's still shocked at the release that slams into his mouth, that bursts through like a dam had been broken, flooding him in such a way that he's not even sure he'd prepared far enough to take it all.

He's going to try. Not a single drop was going to be wasted, if he had anything to say about it. There's a slight whine from the fae at the initial explosion, his body twitching ever so slightly as he does his best to keep any drop from spilling past his lips. He sucks in his cheeks, swallowing and swallowing, diligently drinking down what he could. And, when he couldn't anymore, he pulls his mouth off, breathless. There's only a little that he wasn't able to get-- and that? That's licked up by that tongue that presses back against him just as quickly as it'd been left behind. ]

Good boy. You did so well, letting me hear you -- letting everyone hear how good I was for you. [ His hand carefully splays out against Leona's thigh, a gentle touch compared to the harsher one he'd offered. ] Hah... You're such a pretty little mess of a beastman.

[ Swiping his thumb over his own bottom lip, he carefully moves Leona's leg back down from his shoulder, to allow his body a second or two to settle down. His face burns, sure, but he's more than content to watch Leona try to come down from such an intense high. Knowing him? He'd be ready to go in seconds. Lilia's hands travel up along Leona's thighs, coming to his hips, then to his abs, fingers splaying out the further he traces up.

One look at Lilia's eyes would give away the pure adoration he holds within his gaze. So proud of himself for eliciting such a reaction, and so happy just to be here, in this space, with who he may be tempted to call his beloved, if he weren't so worried about putting labels on them so soon. ]

Edited 2024-10-20 22:24 (UTC)

[ good boy... he's being called a good boy? he snorts, though it's a much more gentle and appreciative noise than it normally would be in front of say, a professor who normally says such things to his students. not weird btw. leona certainly doesn't care for it. but when lilia says it? maybe he huffs. maybe there's a little more color in his cheeks. maybe he tries to avoid eye contact for a moment before he can't help himself and stare straight into lilia's eyes. there's love in it. there's happiness. yet they are moving quickly and slowly at the same time. it's acknowledging and admitting what's there that hasn't been completely solidified. but that's okay. they don't need to hard commit. they've already committed in a way that would be incredibly hard to deny. ]

You don't gotta say it out loud. [ a beat, and then leona sighs. ] But... still keep sayin' it.

[ coming from him? yeah. he could get used to it. he might have to start playing the part. as leona begins to slowly sit up, placing his hands on top of lilia's, he grabs him by the wrists and pulls him on top. with how expertly lilia kept leona clean, it's a no-mess and no-fuss way for him to get the fae to join him once more. ]

Kinda wanna see what you taste like now. Mind givin' me a chance?

[ paying lilia lip service in a whole different way. ]

Don't need to say it, but keep saying it? My oh my~... Sounds like someone likes hearing that from me.

[ Teasing is in his nature; sorry, Leona, he's going to drop a bit of taunting on you as soon as he gets the chance. There's nothing that's going to stop him from that. No amount of love or adoration. In fact? he would probably receive more, the closer that the two of them got. The more they learn about each other, the further they'd both open up and their true natures would be shown, without any seconds of hesitation.

It's easy to move Lilia. Not because he's small and light (although he is), but more that Lilia allows it, shifts with the movement and follows through with it. There's a flush to his own face, one that's going nowhere for a while, and certainly not vanishing when Leona asked that.

With a small nod, he accepts-- ]

You can, I'll allow you the chance. Whatever you want a taste of, you can take it all. Just try your best not to get addicted. Otherwise we'll have a problem... as I'm quickly getting addicted to your taste already.

[ A tiny laugh leaves him, as he leans down to give Leona a quick peck on the cheek. ]

Move me where you want me, where it'll be easiest for you. I'll follow your lead.

...Have you ever had a taste of someone else before, or will I be your first?

[ Of that variety at least. ]

[ being teased and taunted is preferable to getting constantly reminded of a future he couldn't have. being ignored or scorned for simply wanting to be recognized for having some semblance of worth from those who frankly don't mean anything, yet their words (or lack of them) still hurt the most. when the wordless masses show disdain despite not knowing the full picture, taking broad assumptions as truths, that's when leona is bothered. angered.

but lilia can have the pass. he can have full access to all the words, the feelings, the touches, the entire package. can it be revoked? absolutely. it'd have to be something drastic and explosive for him to do it, on the path of no return. ]

Tch. Addicted? Fat chance.

[ and yet there is the inherent risk but he has no fear! nothing to be scared of. that he repositions them so that lilia is now more or less sitting on his chest and closer to his chin than anything, so that he's in a proper position to be able to use leona's mouth easier. ]

Nah. You'll be my first. Makes you and me pretty lucky.

[ he's all lilia's. ]

You wanna give me some tips? 'cause you're so good at it and all.

[ No, Lilia would never do anything intense enough to get his little pass revoked. He's too adoring, once someone has earned that from him. Already, Leona earned it and more. His adoration would speak volumes above his teasing and taunting, and he would never be one to discount Leona just because he wasn't the next in line. Wasn't ever going to be anything more than a second prince.

Roles and social status don't matter to Lilia. If they did, he wouldn't be here, pulled along to be sitting on his chest, with his dick out and in his face just as easy.

Bringing his hand down, he moves to carefully brush his thumb along Leona's cheek, admiring him from this angle. ]

Wouldn't be so sure about that.

[ Who knows just how dangerous this is? The two of them were already showing signs of being addicted to each other. There's no going back, now, is there? The two of them would be addicted for years to come, finding new things to adore about each other. New things to get addicted to.

... Tips, though, hm? ]

I think the main thing... [ His thumb comes down to drag along Leona's bottom lip, ] ... would be to be careful of those sharper teeth of yours. Focus on your tongue, press it against me and try to find the spots where I'm weakest. You'll be able to feel every twitch, hear every noise of mine. You'll know what I like as you go.

[ His thumb moves, pressing slightly further past those lips, to allow him to trace one of the sharper canines on the bottom within his mouth. ]

You may feel as if you can barely breathe. As if you're lightheaded, can't think. Chase that feeling and you'll have me a little mess atop you, whimpering and thrusting into your mouth. Might need to hold me still.

[ ... Less tips and more dirty talking, but sure, it works. ]

[ there are words that as soon as they want to leave his mouth, they die on his lips. words that would probably put himself in the most compromising position. it would reveal a weakness, something new and tender and raw. something leona kingscholar couldn't say without... he'd need to plan out his feelings. gauge the reactions. hope that lilia doesn't try to warn him again for putting all of his eggs in his basket.

so instead he can focus on all those things lilia's said. don't let those eyeteeth catch sensitive skin. utilize that coarse tongue of his. try to gauge each reaction, both big and small, and work with what makes the fae feel good. he knows that's rewarding in another way, too. ]

Whimperin'? [ leona grins. ] Well, I gotta hear that.

[ he might not have the best perspective, but he's got the ears for it. either way? he's not going to get lilia there by just talking and not doing. so as he gives that invading digit a lick and the tiniest smooch, he wiggles himself further down so lilia's cock can be just... it's right there. his tongue can touch it. he can lean and give that a kiss too, the tip rubbing and bumping against his lips. ]

How 'bout this?

[ and with that, snarky and sharp tone included, he drags his broad tongue against the head of lilia's cock. ]

[ In this moment, Lilia... is not inclined to really warn Leona again, to try and scold him all over again. No, for in this moment, he wants to put his eggs all in one basket. To bury Leona in his affections and to, in turn, be buried under his affectionate touch, his clear desire and attention.

This kind of position is compromising, leaving Lilia enough room to shift his hips and grab onto Leona's hair if he wanted to. If he decides he isn't being pleased right, he could easily turn the tide in his favor.

For now, he's going to see how Leona goes about it. So far?

So far, Lilia can't help but let out a soft giggle at the way his thumb is given a little lick and a kiss. Retracting his thumb, he shifts to sit up slightly to assist in Leona's movement, before settling himself back comfortably there. The beginning kiss against his cock, with how his tip presses against his lips, already has Lilia shifting and squirming, clearly desperate for any sort of touch, this included.

His fingers shift to card through Leona's hair, brushing back any tufts that might fall in his face, briefly thumbing against one of his ears in encouragement. It's the quick movement of his tongue across the head of him that has Lilia gasping, back arching slightly as if to chase the feeling. ]

That's... a good start, mmhm...~

[ He hums out his quiet response, swallowing down one of the noises that tries to escape. ]

[ with that arched back comes recognition: he's going to help leona whether he likes it or not. so with that, he drags his tongue along the underside while also sitting up. he needs the right angle to encourage them both in different ways. leona wants more of that taste and lilia will need to help himself get into that mouth. that warm, moist, virgin mouth... in this case, anyway. lilia should take some pride in knowing that leona will never use his for anyone else. no one else is deserving enough.

he has to inhale through his nose, which further heats his blood. it's lilia's scent at its purest that touches his senses and makes his mouth water. how he's suddenly hungry for the fae and there's only one way for him to sate it. he has to swallow whatever pride he might have and focus on pleasuring his lover. that's the most important thing he can do. respect his elders. pay him literal lip service.

leona's thankful for lilia's hands. he's positive he'll be very smart with them as he goes further. it's more than just the tip that presses past pursed lips, but the head as well. that he flicks his tongue against the slit before teasing it specifically with the tip before he takes another breath through flared nostrils and swallows down some more. it's a game of inches. leona's using a part of him that hasn't gotten that much attention in the past--- he can say all the words in the world, but that doesn't mean he can be good at this without a little more practice. enthusiasm can only get him so far.

he just wants all of lilia. so he'll go as far as he can to get his nose to touch skin. ]

[ It's an impossible thing, the pleasure that comes with the pride. He does, in fact, take pride in this. In having himself taken into Leona's mouth, of being able to use him in a way that no one else ever will. He knows how dangerous it would be to spread word of this, to declare that he's had the second prince under him, taking his cock into his mouth like it was the only thing he's hungry for. That's as dangerous as it would be for Leona to declare the same of him -- and, really, this was only for them.

The little teasing flick against the head has Lilia making another soft noise, his cheeks burning with that built up desire. His thumb presses in further against Leona's ear, careful yet leading. Helping, pulling him on further. All while his hips press forward into him, helping that game of inches push forward.

His other hand moves to meet the other in his hair, where he seems to struggle with a desire, an impulse. He wants to grab Leona's hair, to slam his hips forward and fuck that virgin mouth, to make Leona remember the shape of him in more ways than he already did. A desperation that he pushes down, swallows with a soft whine, his thighs trembling briefly with the silent thought. ]

Haahh.... Just like that. Your mouth is so warm.... [ His hand releases his ear, gently petting him there atop his head for a second. ] Remember this feeling. Memorize it. That way you can imagine me in detail even when I'm not here.

[ Cocky is one word for him. Bratty, too, if the tone of voice speaks at all for him. ]

[ not only is he digesting the sounds that lilia's making, but he's also trying his best to do what he's already been directed to do. how could he forget an experience like this? the feeling of this cock in his mouth, invading his senses in more than just one way. it's like there's something tingling all throughout his body as he tries to do what he feels like is the right thing. his tongue continually moves along lilia's dick, those rough barb-like notches catching the hard skin but not in a harsh way. dragging that skin along with his slow, steady bobbing.

breathing in and out through his nose, leona can focus on that taste. is this what a fae really tastes like? or is it just lilia? either way, the idea of being addicted to lilia in this way isn't repulsive in the least. trying to imagine him when he's not there for his dick to be sucked or for leona to fuck him seems annoying as well; does lilia thing he'll ever be THAT far away from him? not a chance. they don't even have to be having sex. leona can drop all the pretenses, stop playing so coy and just. give into those temptations and stop caring about his image.

just kidding. he cares. but lilia can be the sole person that sees what kind of person he is. he's been allowed that trust and not just because of how they act around each other. not just because they bang. so when he swallows down lilia as much as he can, he's doing it out of... respect. and love. ]

[ just don't look at the timestamp :)

leona wouldn't admit this to anyone, even lilia, but after the first time they consummated their relationship? he changed. probably for the better. no longer was leona spending his time solely in the campus greenhouse or lying around in his room. he would end up going to the diasomnia dorm instead. while he didn't shirk his housewarden duties, he found nothing really kept him from doing what he normally did while also spending that time in lilia's room or even in their dorm's common area. was it a strange sight to see leona accompanying the fae? yes. he dismissed those incredulous stares that he received. they'd never get used to seeing him there.

it also meant he had to get used to being around malleus more, but. eh. it was worth it. and they were able to get a bigger bed for lilia, too. for obvious reasons. ones that no one really wanted to acknowledge because it was awkward but! hey. adjustments for everyone. ]

How much longer are you gonna play that game?

[ he's being petulant and frankly, immature! but he's been lounging around for a while now? it's not like they had big plans or anything. eventually though? he'd like to be the focus of attention. he's used to it. so when he's not getting lilia's everything, he's... a little antsy. ]

[ An adjustment it may be, Lilia had done his best to explain the circumstances to those who might oppose. At least, those closest to him. Silver was just happy for him, while Sebek and Malleus had... less of a positive reaction. Sebek couldn't believe Lilia would allow someone like Leona to occupy his time. Malleus, on the other hand, was far more used to having Lilia's time and attention.

But they'd adjust, Lilia was sure. After all, he was happy. During the times when they weren't together in Diasomnia, there were moments where Lilia would appear without notice, lavishing Leona with his undivided attention. And still... on days like these? An easy, relaxed saturday? Lilia was in his bed, one knee up. In nothing but a small pair of shorts and a tee, he'd been in bed basically the whole of Leona's visit this time around.

Why? Well, ]

Just a bit longer. The newest event just went up this morning, and I'd like to get as many materials as I can before my marathon tonight with my online friend.

[ Simple enough, really, but it means all his attention has been on his phone. At least he's not at his desk, on his computer? That'd mean Leona would have even less of his attention....... But still. Who knows how long this would actually take?? When he says "just a bit" that could easily be several hours. His sense of time was far different still than Leona's. ]

[ normally he wouldn't oppose lilia doing a little grinding in his favorite game. now that there was a mobile version available, he could do some of the more tedious things while still spending all his very precious time with leona. still--- there were some things that he couldn't just set to auto. this happened to be one of them. but also knowing these events could go for a month! with the knowledge of lilia's sense of time also being a factor, all leona can do is just.

grump. frown. tilt his head.

slumping further down the bed, he rests the side of his head against that unbent knee. he wraps his arms around the bent one to pull it down so he could tug it against him. ]

You sure it's just gonna be 'a bit'? Last time I ended up missin' a dorm leader meeting. [ a beat, then: ] Which wasn't a big deal 'cause half of them didn't show up but I gotta go to one today.

[ because he's the one who unfortunately had to set it up, send out invites, and prep for whatever they'll end up arguing over. the usual. ]

I had a lunch prepped for us and everythin'.

[ leona's cooking. not lilia this time. ]

[ As his leg is tugged, Lilia allows his leg to be moved, but ends up moving his foot up to press it lightly against Leona's shoulder. A playful little push, a tiny fight without actually fighting with him. He tends to enjoy a little rough housing, although this is definitely not one of the moments where he's trying to get into it. No, he's just giving some affection... in small ways that he can while his hands are occupied.

Lilia's dealt with bratty, petulant boys before. This was not all that much different. ]

That was hardly my fault, either. You got distracted with something else completely once I'd put the game down.

[ A small tease. Perhaps meant to rile him up further? He enjoys pushing buttons, especially Leona's. The idea of lunch does get him to peek down from his phone, a careful stare, before he shifts and adjusts his position ever so slightly. ]

I do recall that one. I've half a mind to question why you'd set one up on a Saturday, even if everyone should theoretically be able to make it.... as for lunch....

[ He shifts, squirms, and says: ] We'll have plenty of time. It won't take me much longer-- I only need to collect about 500 total of this material, then I'll be ready to pause.

[ Don't ask how many he's gotten already. It's somewhere around 103. ]

[ plenty of time? the ingredients he'd taken time to acquire (by way of ruggie) were as fresh as they could possibly be. stored somewhere in one of diasomnia's kitchen areas, who knows if some random student might come across them and decide to make a snack? it would be even worse if his name was on any of the bags; it'd only inspire some intra-dorm sabotage. he's not for that right about now.

leona? getting distracted? what an accusation. ]

Didn't feel like havin' to go to class and go to a meetin' all in the same day. Just one of them is enough.

[ the fact he can't get lilia's leg to obey his demands is asking for him to use some force. the push? that's a challenge in his book. they're the two ingredients that are starting to get his blood to bubble. ]

You really gotta focus that hard on it?

[ voice soft. does that mean leona has to... play a game himself? not force himself on lilia, but. perhaps. ]

[ There was a logic to Leona's argument that was easily lost on Lilia when he was distracted like this, his focus taken almost completely by the stupid little game on his phone in front of him. His thumbs continue to work at it, moving quickly across the screen as he does a small battle, completing it within a few moments.

Then, he lifts his eyes briefly, peeking down towards where Leona rests.

That softer voice with that comment, the little challenge that Lilia had already presented - they could mean so many different things, couldn't they? Lilia pushes a bit further, a sly little smile curling at his lips. ]

I do, I do.

[ Lilia's gaze dips back down to his phone, bringing one hand down to briefly ghost his thumb across the edge of one of Leona's ears. He then lightly pinches at it, tugging slightly. Not enough to hurt, but enough to be annoying. ]

I'll be done soon, trust me. Don't get impatient on me now. You're a big boy.

[ With the tease, he removes his hand from Leona's ear, slipping his leg further back to press his heel between Leona's shoulders, his leg further around him now, following some of Leona's whim. ]

[ he closes the eye on the side where that ear's been pulled. it doesn't hurt but it certainly deserves a reaction--- it'd be like if leona did the same thing to lilia! he wouldn't expect his fae to react any differently. so there the beastman is with a tugged ear and a mind that is lingering on what he could do to get lilia to put the phone down and finally put his attention on who matters the most. him.

that leg might sate someone but definitely not leona. the touch is nice but it's not going to be enough. it's rarely enough. ]

I'll do and be whatever I want.

[ sniffs! yeah. imagine lilia thinking he'd receive any amount of mercy from leona? they have lunch to enjoy?? so if it means he has to indulge in a little pre-meal snack, then that's what leona will have to do.

it'd been a while since leona had first given lilia a proper blowjob but there are other things he can do to get the other's attention in a way that'll truly test him. there's no way that his tongue should be able to get him to break, right? lilia's battle-tested in both conventional and unconventional ways of combat and "combat".so when leona does move next, it's to pull those shorts down. he wants full access. surely his future spouse won't bat an eye, yeah?

so when he then presses his face and lips to lilia's thighs, giving each one a kiss, he can't possibly get rebuffed. after all--- he's being patient in his own special way. he's being affectionate. who can ignore his advances? what kind of heartless monster would do such a thing?? ]

[ He hardly expects that movement to be enough. In a way, it's their own little game of cat and mouse, one that Lilia didn't mind whether he won or lost. He lets out a quiet laugh at the little pouty statement from Leona, but that's all the attention that statement gets him. Both of his hands are back on his phone, as he gets right back down into the weeds of his self inflicted mission.

Poor Leona would need to try and find how he ticks, to properly manage to get Lilia's attention on him rather than the game.

Heartless, maybe. Monster? Oh, yes, absolutely. Lilia manages to ignore the advances... to an extent.

He's so focused on his little game, sure, but he has enough energy to squirm and bring one of his legs up as his shorts are tugged down. To remove one leg from the side, freeing up more room between them as he settles himself back into their previous position. This way, Leona has even better access to him, to touch him, kiss him, see him - whatever it is he desires.

There's a sweetness to those little kisses. One that Lilia wants to hold onto, that he can't get enough of. And still, he keeps his eyes on the game, even as he takes a small breath in qnd shifts under the small pieces of affection. ]

And what is it that you want to do, hm? Seems to me as if you've found something to occupy your time.

[ Lilia teases, keeping his voice light and playful, before it trails off, his attention once more stolen away as the sounds of combat ring through his phone's speakers.]

[ he's not going to tell lilia what he's going to do. in fact, it's better to surprise him with his ingenuity? with his curiosity, his thoughtfulness, his ability to improvise when it comes down to it? leona may be a chess player at heart with a decent amount of pre-planned plays and reactions to certain formations but that doesn't mean he can't be flexible. he's durable. he can do a lot with very little. but here, he can feast! leona doesn't have to worry about playing nice. underhanded it is.

actions will do the speaking for him. how he continues to kind of pepper the areas around lilia's crotch with kisses, licks, even the occasional nip with the fronts of his teeth. that he sort of makes his way lower and lower, to the point where he could be at a very sensitive location. instead of putting his mouth on lilia's cock, however? it's subjected to the same kind of attention he's been giving him. tongue, lips, teeth. all meant to pepper and desensitize him as he goes further south.

this is when leona has to get in between those legs, specifically to hold them up just enough so that he can have a good enough angle. trying to do his sprawled out below lilia would be difficult, so just giving him some kind of slight incline probably doesn't seem that strange if considered independent of what leona's been doing...

when his nose gently parts lilia's cheeks, that's when his tongue goes somewhere... else... ]

[ There's not much that can pull Lilia from his distractions. To become the new focus of his attention before he's ready to provide. This though?

The kisses, licks, and nips were just fine when they were pressed to his thighs, his legs. He's used to that sort of affection, that attention. Sure, he might have a slight flush to his face, might be taking in a small breath when Leona nips at his sensitive areas and moves to his cock so smoothly, with the very same treatment, but that doesn't mean he gets distracted or unfocused. Even if he gets part way hard, even as his body reacts in such an obvious way to the stimuli. No, he's...

He's still so very focused on that game until he's being adjusted. Until Leona's between his legs, and that tongue is exploring somewhere it hadn't quite been before. The small fae makes a noise in a mix of surprise and pleasure, his hands stilling for a moment against his phone. His eyes flick from the screen down to Leona, as he tries to stubbornly wrench his focus back to his game.

That is, all while he moves to drape his other leg over Leona's shoulder, trying to subtly ask for more. ]

I won't lose focus that easily. [ He teases lightly, his own words a sweet little lie, an ask for Leona to keep trying, keep pushing. ]

[ a challenge? lilia's really challenging him? when he's already probing that rear passage with his tongue, dipping and delving into that ring of muscle? the one that he's intimately familiar with already, yet he hasn't been this bold using something this direct before. it's why he hopes it'll shock lilia into action after he puts some more effort into his ministrations.

and leona is willing to be goaded into it.

breath hot against his crack, the flavor of his fae is much more intense when he's tasting him from down below. far more exciting on his tongue compared to giving him a blowjob. so with less hesitation and greater exuberance, he shoves that wet muscle in as far as he can go. it may not be as deep as his own cock, but it's different. it must feel very interesting to lilia. whether it's enough to get him to put his phone down... he's not sure.

but if that isn't enough? he still has hands. he can reach up and grab onto lilia and give him a few strokes. fondle, caress, let his fingers do some of the work. ]

[ What a way to get him so distracted. The smaller man can't help the way he gasps when Leona's tongue presses all the way inside of him, in a way that was so new yet so good. It sends shivers through him, makes him realize just how hot his body began to feel, that heat rising and spreading through him like a wild fire.

His body squirms, fingers tense against his phone, clutching the device in less of a way to continue playing and more to keep from dropping it. No, it isn't quite enough to have him actively put it down, to give in to temptation and let himself fully give in.

That is, until those fingers are doing some of the work. Until the second that Leona's hand wraps around him, stroking and caressing his hard length.

The first sign of giving in would be the way Lilia presses the button to lock his phone, the second being him pressing it against his chest, and the third and final sign? His opposite hand slipping down to let his fingers tangle in his lover's hair. He lets out a soft, quiet whine. ]

This isn't going... to make me get up any faster, you know... [ The little words are murmured out, his eyes as unfocused as his words, ] Going to make me want dessert before we've even had lunch.

[ those hands and fingers serve to tell leona everything he needs to know. that he's succeeded in getting lilia to put the phone down and finally give leona the attention that he deserves. after all, he's trying his damn best to serve both the fae and himself. speak in a language that they both can't ignore: through physical affection, through humbling himself by feasting on anything he's been given. whatever lilia allows. and here, lilia never stopped him from getting his tongue in places he hasn't gone to before. his version of a trump card.

if lilia is expecting to get a response, then he's sorely mistaken. all leona wants to do is messily, sloppily, make out with that hole. that whine is a sweet song to his ears. he's going to punish lilia for his misuse of their time by occupying him with this torture! and his hand doesn't stop either; he thumbs over the head while his other fingers drum along its length.

he spares no sound and barely any breath, and the ones that he takes are close enough to the skin that his nostrils flare with every deep inhale and exhale. his own growing need is beginning to irritate him but... patience is a virtue. even if it means their lunch might end up becoming an early dinner at this rate. ]

[ The heat that presses through his form is almost overwhelming, enough to make him shudder and whine out again, his back continuing to arch up into his lover's hand, as if begging for his tongue to press even further in than it can go. Leona's successful, completely, in getting him to pay attention to him now.

The phone slips from his chest, and only then does he realize he needs to set it aside. It's a matter of a little magic before it's set aside onto his desk, his hand then grasping at his own hoodie to start tugging it up. He doesn't want it to get messy when he inevitably reaches the point of no return, but he's also finding it hard to focus on removing the piece of clothing with everything. This ends up with his hand grasping at the lower edge of the fabric while his opposite hand clutches harder at the hair he'd tangled his fingers in. ]

I'm--... [ The fae whimpers out, his thighs pressing tighter against Leona. He's doing his best not to hurt him, even if his hold is a little tight, possibly a little painful. ] Close, [ He breathes out, finally, his small body squirming against his own wishes. If Leona wants to punish him, however... was he going to be allowed such a mercy? ]

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